Big Brother was watching.
Three of us were at a suburban train stop outside of Dublin, Ireland waiting for a train so we could shoot a guerrilla scene, when we heard the Voice of God (or the civil servant who fills the position for the train's Central Security Office).
"Will the three gentlemen on the platform with the camera please leave the infrastructure immediately unless they have permission. The person in black with the rucksack and his two companions must leave the infrastructure now."
Oh well, so much for shooting our train scene that morning. Off we went.
Granted, we had a few things working against us:
- Donavan had just attached the wireless mic to Oliver (who plays Mary). The wireless mic mostly consists of a small black box with wires leading from it -- and goes hidden within the clothing. Nothing suspicious about that. Nope.
- We had taken a train, gotten out at a stop, taken another train in the same direction to the end of the line, crossed over and were waiting for the next train back into the city. And then we put on the mic.
- It was 8:30AM on a Sunday. Dublin isn't known as an early morning Sunday town. Saturday night is a bit of a hoo-ha, on the other hand. So basically, we were the only people around.
- Except for the guy at the security center watching the Closed Circuit TV. He was more than happy to have something to do at 8:30 in the morning. And we were it.
So, we departed all nice and docile (yet muttering of Orwell and bored security staffers).
Later in the day we shot the same scene on the bus (as our back-up plan) and then again on the train itself anyway, just for good measure.